Alone in his room, a Westcoast Guy explores his desires. His uncut cock, long and thick, tents his boxers. He frees it, feeling its weight in his hand. He rolls his foreskin back and forth, exposing his sensitive tip. His other hand reaches around to grope his ass, imagining a partner's touch. He pumps his cock, faster now, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He can feel his orgasm building, his balls drawing up tight. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his cum shooting out in thick, pearly strands, marking his chest and stomach.